First foot

Well I know I’m early but I spent a while knitting this afternoon and as I didn’t get the chance to take any other blips today, it’s the best I’ve got. One foot down, at least another 9 or 10 to do!

The morning was spent at my ex-boss and neighbour’s funeral. The weather was atrocious so there were a lot of wet feet after the committal at the cemetery. The ceremony went as well as it could have, tough on the family I’m sure. There were some stories of happier times shared at the soup and sandwich affair afterwards and we left Robert having some time with his brother.

Thanks for bearing with me, I’m behind again on catching up with journals.